Soccer Slut Wannabes

                        Soccer Slut Wannabes - Chapter 10

 

      Leaving coach D to the tender mercies of some outraged soccer players, Nirobe went in search of her fuck buddy for this evening and perhaps beyond if she turned out to be as hot as she thought she was. Usually the noise of the other players raping and ruining the soccer wannabe would act as a beacon for her to home in on, such was not the case this evening. Something was out of whack, of that she was sure. She stopped walking and listened for any sound coming from the area containing the showers.

 

      Her approach paid dividends as she heard some faint noises that might be voices. She started walking in that direction and the voices became distinguishable as coming from some of the other players, however there was something wrong with their tone, too subservient, almost as if in the presence of some type of authority. How could that be? This area was off limits to the local police and during the summer there was only a small skeleton crew of campus police that stayed close to their headquarters, which was over a mile from here.

 

      Nirobe was so bemused that she was taken completely by surprise when a hand clapped over her mouth and another set of hands put her in a chokehold. She made a poor decision by striking out blindly before she knew the number or strength of her opposition. A blunt instrument, which turned out to be a foot clad in hiking boots, found her crotch with disastrous consequences. The one choking her increased the force on her windpipe and the chocolate skinned soccer star soon lapsed into unconsciousness.

 

      When she awoke, Nirobe discovered her hands were securely bound behind her back, she had a sore pussy and looking down at her was Luci Kawani. It took a moment for her to realize that the diminutive soccer slut wannabe was hanging by her ankles from an overhead water pipe with her hands tied behind her back. Without even thinking, Nirobe began to struggle against her bonds. That proved to be a big mistake as the same foot that had kicked her in the crotch now stomped on her belly and then her tits for good measure. She almost wet her panties when the bottom of that hiking boot loomed over her face. Another voice intruded and her face was spared, for the moment.

 

      The tall soccer star was now staring up at a trio of ski masked men. In the background she could hear the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, with an occasional wimper from one of the players. It was apparent that they were being raped by others from this pack of marauders. It made little sense to her.The only other people on campus in force at this time were the lacrosse players, who were a randy lot, but never left the swamp in search of quail, which always came to them..

 

      Plenty of stories, many of them true, had been told about these university freebooters who lived by their own rules and did not take kindly to uppity women. In fact when she was a university student, coach D had been a live-in sex slave to the group. In that case it had been a win-win situation since the young Diana was a sex crazed animal who fit in well with those brutes. This attack was not their style. All they needed to do was snap their fingers and at least a third of the ladies soccer team would come running.

 

      "Let's see now, we got the slant-eyed micropussy and the sista. All we need now is the coach. Where's the coach darkie, and be quick about it? Talk or my friend here will stomp your face until even your mother, whoever that whore was, wouldn't recognize you." To add emphasis to his words, the one with the hiking boots stepped forward and kicked Nirobe in the ribs, hard, but not hard enough to break anything, yet. The third member of the trio took this opportunity to punch the inverted Luci in the belly, causing a mixture of snot and bile to spew from her nostrils.

 

      "Down the corridor, turn left and follow the shouting. She's being worked over by the rest of the team." As soon as Nirobe finished, her captor turned and ordered the others to get their companions and "rescue" the coach from the soccer women. Once that was done they would retreat with their prisoners and see how much information about the ladies soccer team they could squeeze from their captives.

 

      While he waited, the leader of this gang gave Nirobe a much more thorough examination that involved removing her sports bra to get a good look at her tits and then yanking her shorts down to check out her pubes. He chuckled at the sight of that patch of black springy hair guarding her twat. "I prefer my pussy smooth as a baby's behind." His remark brought a quick retort from Nirobe, one she quickly repented.

     

      He grabbed a handful of her pubic hair and yanked, bringing a scream of pain from his prisoner. "I don't like uppity women, especially blacks. By the time my crew and I are done taking  you down a peg or two, you'll be begging us to fuck your tight ass and loosen it up so the brothers can use it as well without rupturing your bunghole." Then he backhanded her across the face a number of times, each blow making her head spin and her hair fly.

 

      The soccer star made the mistake of glaring at him once he stopped slapping her. Suddenly it felt as if the room had been emptied of air, then the shock and pain associated with the powerful blow he had delivered to her sternum became the focal point. She could not draw breath, no matter how hard she tried. The pain was so strong that she panicked. Now she dare not try to breath because she might faint from the pain associated with that simple act.

 

      His masked face was now inches away from her and she could smell his breath. He laughed and told her she wasn't about to die, he had other plans for her. This was just a taste of what she'd be getting once they got her out of this area and to a safe place. Leaving Nirobe to her pain and terror the masked intruder approached Luci and began fondling her big tits, thumbing the nipples into hardness. Then he started to torment her about her missing sister.

 

      "I hear  your sister was a big whore and thought she could outfuck the lacrosse team. They sure showed that little gook who was who. Are you as stupid as she was, or will you get with the program and live to keep fucking your betters, such as my crew? If you're a good little gook whore maybe I'll take you back with me when we leave the territory. If you're like your sister, you'll love to fuck. That's what we're going to find out when we get you into friendly territory. There won't be any machines screwing you bowlegged, just good old white, hard cock that never gets tired of pounding gook pussy into mush."

 

      "My grandfather nailed plenty of Korean cunt when he served. I'll bet there must be a dozen half breed Koreans running around today with some of his blood in their veins. Who knows, by now some of them might be high up in the South Korean army, not that it was worth the powder to blow it to hell. Then there was my daddy who spent two tours in Nam before he lost his leg to a pungi stake. He says he must have fathered at least as many and probably more locals than even his father. It's not the same now that we're fighting in the Middle East. The local pussy isn't worth the trouble, especially when there is so much American pussy wandering about lookin to get laid."

 

      He couldn't help noticing the aroma of wet pussy wafting towards him from the vicinity of Luci's oozing cunt. His fingers began stretching her nipples to their limit, and her twat went into overdrive, pushing out a wall of pussy juice that ran down her belly and parted to wrap around her big jugs before dripping onto the floor below. "You are one hot piece of gook ass. Damn! If my crew doesn't get back soon with the other cunt, I'll take you down and fuck your brains out on this very floor, come hell or high water."

 

      By now Nirobe had regained her breath and ability to think and reason. She had made two very serious mistakes and paid a high price for both. Her ribs hurt like fury and her lungs seemed to be filled with sharp tacks every time she tried to take a deep breath. A session of heavy duty raping was on the horizon, and after that who knows? She had managed to alienate the leader of this band of thugs to the point that he was already thinking up other things to make her wish she had been more civil to him.

 

      Strange as it may seem, the number one fear on her list had to do with little Luci Kawani, who seemed to be turning on the gang's leader by just being her slutty childlike self. Nirobe did not want to be low woman on this one's totem pole, not when it was so obvious that he had color issues, and black was much  worse than yellow, especially when the yellow one was sporting a set of tits that belonged on a full blown, grown up woman with plenty of meat on her bones. Men liked that, even the white guys who gangbanged her senseless would occasionally complain that she lacked that special something when it came to the tit department.

 

      Before Nirobe became a basket case, the others from this band of marauders returned with coach D. One look at her arch enemy made Nirobe's problems look trivial. The woman was comatose, her face gray, eyes wide but unfocused and lips a cobalt blue color. Two of the masked men were carrying her wet, naked body, and grumbling about it. "Who the hell would want something like this? My dog wouldn't fuck her if I held a gun to its head." The leader approached, put his hand on coach D's chest between her swollen, nearly black tits that were still noosed tightly by heavy duty ties that disappeared into the buging flesh, and whistled.

 

      "It would be like fucking a corpse to do this piece of cold meat! Somebody get rid of those ties before her tits explode and make a mess all over the place." A knife was produced and after a tentative poke or two , did its job and sliced through the tough plastic, taking some skin and flesh with it. Coach D barely moved even though there were now two fairly deep cuts in the undersides of her smallish tits. Then his men gave him a quick rundown of what happened when they engaged the soccer women.

 

      The soccer team players were so busy fucking the bloated body of their victim with a pair of huge dildos, that the gang was able to take them completely by surprise. The victim's belly was bulging like she was due any second. Her titties were black and swollen, and her face looked like it belonged to a person who had just been brought to the surface after being under for many minutes.

 

      Their superior strength and the element of surprise helped them make short work of the uncoordinated response that the team members put up against them. The six women, tied hand and foot, were left in the showers with the cold water running full on. They proceeded to force as much of the water from the victim's belly as they could under the circumstances. This was made necessary as she was having severe breathing difficulties as the result of her distended belly pressing up on her lungs. Once this was accomplished, they carried their target from the scene and returned.

 

      In a matter of minutes the half dozen masked invaders shepherded their three prisoners from the building and into a large van that was parked in the shadows of the structure. Their getaway was clean, and they had no difficulty driving either on or off the campus grounds, as their information about the guards and their rounds was as advertized. On the way inside they had used bolt cutters to open the gate, and disguised the damage so no one would suspect the entrance had been compromised. It would be a considerable period of time before the guards were made aware of what had happened. By then they would have turned over coach D to those who had ordered her capture, and be in transit to their base of operation to start the fun and games involving their other two prizes.

 

                        ( To be continued - lex ludite )